Nobility smiled. "To be honest, either I could have known that you are trustworthy.... But you have passed my test. And in this dimension of madness it mean something. The brush is your." she said, despite her thousands of worth mane cut, revreted into a bizzare nest like thingy

"I believe Freckle Star is correct. We should get back to some place... That is more sane than here. Though...." she looked around.


"There are so much things we have to understand and decide."